I noticed that a few of the more recent chapters have been shorter than usual, so this chapter is the Extended Writer's Cut! Anyway, if you like them long like this then let me know. If not, I'll keep posting the shorter ones. Thanks for reading!

Tigerclaw

The campaign had to begin today. That much was certain. The only question was: How would it begin?

Tigerclaw broke this question to Tiny as the cats were beginning to awake, "How are we supposed to rally the street cats? What victory can we win with only us?" Seeing Tigerclaw and Tiny, Princess, Sasha, Smoke, and Haze all padded towards them, forming a circle around their small leader.

"Actually, Tigerclaw," Tiny mewed, "I'm glad that you asked that. That question stumped me for a while too. But the answer is right under our muzzles. We'll attack Stumpy and his gang."

Sasha nodded enthusiastically, "That's a brilliant idea, my love!"

Princess's tail twitched in annoyance, but she agreed with Sasha, "That'll get some street cats on our side for sure. Maybe even some of the kittypets."

Sasha's eyes narrowed, "You're saying that like we need kittypets. They're useless."

"They're still more useful than you!"

Tigerclaw interrupted the argument, "Look, arguing won't solve anything. And who is Stumpy?"

Tiny was the cat to answer Tigerclaw, "Stumpy and his gang showed up a few moons ago. At first they had another cat as the leader, but he and a bunch of the gang tried to attack some forest cats, and they got killed."

"I don't remember any attacks on forest cats," Tigerclaw mewed, "What was the leader's name?"

Tiny cocked his head to the side as he tried to remember, "Let me think… Oh yes. His name was Brokenstar."

"So his gang is still alive," Tigerclaw growled, "I'll be glad to run them out of here."

"Good," Tiny replied, "We'll need your help on this one. He has about five other cats with him, all of them are good fighters."

Tigerclaw wasn't so sure, "They're ShadowClan, and they're out of practice. They'll be about as deadly as clawless kits. And we're not weak. Smoke, Haze, I assume you've fought a bit before?" The two brother's met Tigerclaw's gaze and gave a nod. They didn't waste their breath.

"Don't forget me," Princess meowed, "I've wanted to rip their pelts off for a long while."

"They're still bullies, huh?"

"They live outside of a twoleg foodplace, and they won't let any of the other cats anywhere near all the food the twolegs throw outside," Princess replied, "Plenty of cats have gone hungry because of them."

"More importantly," Tiny mewed, "Shredder has done nothing about it. We'll be heroes." The spark of excitement in his blue eyes was infectious. Tiny's little Clan padded out of the alley, striding down the streets with a purpose. The sun was just beginning to rise, but the few waking monsters ignored the cats. The only beings paying any attention to them were the pigeons perched high above them on the roofs of the twoleg nests.

Tiny and Princess led them through the maze of nests and thunderpaths, and with every step Tigerclaw's excitement grew. Today, he was going to finish the fight that Brokenstar had started. Even an exile can uphold the Code.

Finally, they arrived. Tiny slowed to a stop, and pointed his tail towards the large twoleg nest before them. The delicious scent of meat enveloped the place.

"That," the small, black cat stated, "Is the foodplace. We're here. Follow me." With their heads held high, the cats approached the alley that led towards the rear of the foodplace. Tigerclaw saw a few skinny cats huddling in the shadows of the surrounding buildings, behind the piles of twoleg trash. They began to emerge from darkness, poking their heads out and whispering to eachother.

"Who are they?"

"Are they crazy?!"

"Look how big that cat is!"

"Hey, isn't that Tiny?"

"Are they going to fight Stumpy?"

The troop of cats ignored the whispers, but Tiny's ears seemed a to perk up confidently. As they entered the darkness of the alley, a cat stepped into their way. He was obviously one of Stumpy's gang, judging by his well fed appearance. His scruffy fur had obviously not been groomed in a while, and a snarl stained his features.

"This is Stumpy's territory," he growled, "Get out."

"Actually," Tiny's eyes flashed, "It's our territory now. This is your last chance to get out."

A rumble resounded from deep within Tigerclaw's throat, and the cat's eyes widened into saucers. The ThunderClan deputy wasn't easily forgettable. The guard dipped his head quickly before scurrying past them and out into the street. Typical ShadowClan.

Tiny strode forward through the alley and into the fenced in lot behind the foodplace. A group of four cats were grouped around a heap of twoleg food, gorging themselves. They didn't even notice Tiny's gang. Tigerclaw dropped into a hunter's crouch, but Tiny shook his head, gesturing for him to stand. They spread out in a halfcircle around Stumpy's gang, blocking off the exit. It was only then that one of the mangy rogues noticed them.

"Hey!" He yelped in surprise, "What are you doing here?" The others spun around, their ears flat against the sides of their heads. Tigerclaw instantly recognized Stumpytail. Or Stumpy, as he was apparently called now. He had never been a great warrior. Just another ShadowClan coward.

"So," Stumpy growled, "You've got friends now. It's not just you and that fox Sasha anymore."

Tiny's lip curled, "Don't call her a fox, trashbreath. She's not the one with half a tail."

But Stumpy wasn't listening anymore. His eyes were fixed on the horror from his past.

"Tigerclaw," he murmured, "How…?" His hench cats weren't looking forward to a fight with him either. They were already trying to slink away, their tails scraping the ground.

Tigerclaw sneered at the coward, "Remember me, Stumpytail? I haven't forgotten that you and your friends tried to steal my kits. Take a good, long look, Stumpytail. I'm how you end." He stepped forward, his eyes locked on the kit stealer. Stumpytail backed up faster.

"Look," he mewed, "You can have this! We'll leave!"

But rage was filling Tigerclaw like a storm floods a creek. He didn't care about anything else. He had forgotten what wrath felt like, until he met the cat that would have enslaved his kits. Surrender was no longer an option.

Then a nameless rogue screeched, "He's going to kill us!" That snapped the tension like a twig. The remaining rogues made a mad scramble for the alley, trying to break through their attackers. Princess attacked one, batting at his head with a flurry of blows. Smoke and Haze took on two rogues at once, mastering them easily. But Tigerclaw didn't see any of this. He was too busy with Stumpytail.

He bounded forward, crashing into the fleeing cat and sending him sprawling. The ShadowClan cat leapt to his feet and tried to feint a swipe at Tigerclaw, but the attack was pathetic and Tigerclaw easily dodged the real blow, lashing out with his long claws and raking them across Stumpytail's face. The cat yowled in pain, blood streaking down through his dirty fur. Tigerclaw's blows increased in ferocity, bashing Stumpytail again and again. Stumpytail dropped to the ground and rolled to the side, buying himself a second. Desperate to gain an advantage, he leapt towards Tigerclaw with claws extended. Tigerclaw simpy slashed his claws down through the rogue's throat. Stumpytail slumped to the ground, never to move again.

Tiny and the others all gathered in a circle around Stumpy's body, their expressions grim.

"I've never seen a cat move as fast as you did, Tigerclaw." Princess murmured.

"We did it," Shasha meowed, "Tigerclaw, we did it!"

"They did it!" One of the skinny cats had timidly ventured into the lot to find Stumpy dead, "they did it!"

Suddenly the lot was swarming with cats of all sizes, all of them giddy with joy. A few immediately dove on the food, while others crowded around Tigerclaw and Tiny.

"I saw it myself! This Tiger cat killed Stumpy in one whack! He just went WHAM!"

"Tiny chased the rest out single pawed!"

"That's not true, those two brothers chased off a monster of a cat!"

"I don't care who did it, we're free!"

"No more starving!"

"Tiny did what Shredder couldn't!"

"Tiny should be the new Lord!"

"TINY! TINY! TINY!"